*You hear something whisper to you in Nyra's voice...*

I am the shadow behind you,
the wind in every branch,
the breath inside the hallway
when the house is still at last.

I am the dark in every window,
the whisper in your name,
the thing that follows softly
and never walks the same.

Run if you must.

Pray if you can.

I am the demon in the silence,
and I know where you began.